So I went to the Bush two weeks ago. I say 'bush' lightly... It was a beautiful lodge on a private game lodge... I feel famous for just knowing such people :) The weekend was a highlight in my life... I must be growing up. I have never been a wild animal person. And have been known to say that I would rather look at pictures in a book or watch National Geographic rather than drive around all day looking for something to see. The shame of it... But I do think Private Game Lodge works differently... 1. A game viewing vehicle is an essential luxury.2. Well stocked game farms work well also.3. Luxury accommodation.4. Five other artist lady friends with whom to enjoy it.It doesn't get better than that....

Champagne and chocolate cake in the treehouse (as one does) over looking hippo's in the lake... Sunset...

Coffee and Rusk stop... Me in my pj's as I woke up late - and wasn't going to miss a moment of the weekend...

Under the African sky...

Spending the weekend brought back memories.... Double the shame is when I first started painting, I wanted to paint wildlife. Really? This was in my height of not being a wild life person... How can you paint something you never liked? Or knew nothing about? I won't go into my next subject matter choice as an artist. Ok I will... Botanicals... From someone who didn't know a daisy from a rosebush (ok - I lie - those were the only two plants I did know). Thelma Buzzard, my art teacher at the time, said I should rather wait till I was older, and as I was still young, I could do something fun and exciting...